Page 37 of The Holiday Disaster

“Mmhmm, we need to clean up first,” he said, indicating our chests. I looked down to find my cum had smeared and dried on our skin. My nose wrinkled at the thought of dry cum stuck to me even if it was my own.

Kingsley chucked when he saw my expression, and he flipped me to my side. “Stay here,” he instructed as he padded into the bathroom. I closed my eyes as I waited for him.

There came the sound of water running before turning off moments later. The bed dipped, and I opened my eyes to see Kingsley holding a wet hand towel. He’d already cleaned the dried cum off his chest, and he carefully did the same for me as well.

I readied myself for the shock of the cold water but was pleasantly surprised to find that he had run the hand towel under hot water for me. The warmth of his actions sank into my skin, making me feel tingly all over.

“I wish we could stay here forever,” I said, blinking up at him. My eyes were burning as I tried to hold back my emotions. Kingsley studied my face before placing a kiss on my right eyelid.

“That’s not what you said when we first got here, babe,” he teased, his voice soft as if he were indulging me. His reply didn’t satisfy me. I made a face, and Kingsley laughed again as he stroked my pout away.

He threw the wet hand towel on the ground and tugged me into his arms.

“Me too, babe. Me too,” he whispered into my hair. A tear slipped out and evaporated into his warm skin. I had been on such a high not even moments before, but now the sadness and fear of everything ending had consumed me.

Kingsley gently patted my back as he whispered into my ear that it would be okay. His words of comfort followed me into my dreams that were filled with both bliss and heartbreak.

TWENTY-FOUR

KINGSLEY

Ethan was back to smiling when we woke up again. We’d taken a shower together, which led to more mutual orgasms as I rubbed us off with body wash.

We dried off and changed for the day. I was disappointed when I saw Ethan wearing his own clothes again and only made my dissatisfaction slightly known. He laughed when he saw my pout and leaned in to kiss it away.

The sound of my phone had us pulling apart. I frowned at the unknown number but answered since we were still waiting for news from the airline. Ethan snuggled into my arm as I answered the phone.

“Hi, is this Mr. Kingsley Sharp?” a cheerful woman’s voice said over the line. I confirmed it was. “I’m calling from the airline to notify you that we will be taking off tomorrow morning at eight. I also have on record that you’re staying with a Mr. Ethan Wang? Is he traveling with you?”

“Yes,” I answered and glanced down at Ethan in my arms. He was frowning again, the smiles from earlier long gone. He must have heard the lady over the phone.

“Great! We’ll see you two tomorrow!” she cheerfully said before hanging up.

I dropped the phone and turned Ethan around to face me. “Hey, we still have today. Let’s make the best of it,” I said, and he nodded but still looked lost in thought.

“Let’s get some food? It’s already past lunch,” I said and gave him a gentle nudge. He nodded again and stood to follow me out the room. Fortunately, the B&B still had some food options in their buffet style dining area.

Ethan and I didn’t talk much as we ate, but I took him holding onto my hand the entire time as a good sign.

“What do you wanna do on our last day here?” I asked once we had cleared the dishes and gone back to our room.

Ethan kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his pants. I raised a brow at him as I watched him strip out of his jeans and go under the covers. He reached out his hands toward me in a “come here” gesture.

I quickly undressed, throwing my sweater off as well. If Ethan wanted sexy time, I could definitely get behind that. When I was down to only my boxers, Ethan stared at me for a second before bursting out in laughter.

“What?” I asked, striding to the bed. He lifted the covers and gestured for me to join him.

“I want to spend time with you. Alone. We can go to the party tonight, but until then, can we just stay in bed and cuddle?” he asked with a shy smile.

“That sounds like perfection,” I replied as I cuddled into his arms. The outside world was still spinning, but here in this room, it was the two of us in our own little bubble. His breath tickled my ear while mine warmed the skin on his neck.

We stayed silent for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of each other. Ethan playing with my hair almost sent me into a food coma, but my brain came back online when he spoke.

“Do you think we’d still be dating if we never had that misunderstanding all those years ago and were actually friends growing up?”

“Wha…?” My brain was still fuzzy in that between sleep and wake state. I wasn’t expecting to be asked hypothetical questions.

“If we had been friends growing up like you and Elliott had, do you think we’d still date?” he asked again, pulling me up so that we were facing each other.

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